"Um, um, Hinako."
During dinner, Taiga Fujimura quietly sidled up to Hinako Akuta, who was gnawing on something that looked vaguely like a fruit, and whispered into her ear.
"So, you mean that guy over there is your husband's younger brother?"
"Yeah. What else would he be?"
Hinako casually replied while biting into the fruit.
Actually, she did not really want to answer that question.
After all, over the past two days, aside from Shirou Emiya, all sorts of people—including but not limited to familiar shop owners from the shopping district, fishmongers, traffic cops along the roads she often took, and bookstore clerks—had shown intense interest in this matter.
Yeah.
So she was already getting quite impatient about it.
But if it was Taiga Fujimura... fine. Explaining it one more time was no big deal.
"You had a husband? No, wait, how old are you, exactly?"
Taiga Fujimura gave Hinako Akuta a strange look.
As far as she remembered—
It seemed Hinako had looked exactly like this ever since ten years ago.
"So, you're asking about my age?"
Hinako narrowed her eyes.
She did not really care much about age. After all, her age was actually a rather outrageous number.
Even if she did not count the muddled years before she gained intelligence, and counted only the time she had lived afterward, Yu Meiren's lifespan had already reached into the thousands. Her existence could even span as many years as recorded human civilization itself.
But she could not say that.
Besides, age was always forbidden territory for women.
"I know it's not a very polite question, but I'm really curious."
"Think about it. You already looked like this when we first met, right? I was still a little kid back then. Now I've been a teacher for years, but you